Ok, so I recently learned of a mythical animal from South America...the Lightning-Breathing Ocelot!
How is this significant you ask?
You team the suckers up with flying monkeys! Yes, the infamous flying monkeys, woefully under utilized by the Wicked Witch of the West...I mean seriously, you have an army of fricking flying monkeys and you can't take out a Kansas farm girl in a dress with a stupid little dog? WTF???
So anyway, I digress...
Imagine teaming up lightning-breathing Ocelots with winged monkeys....
Visualize this scene, military base in the middle of the night, guards are bored and sleepy, and everyone else is out cold. Several squadrons of winged monkeys bearing the 82nd Airborne equivalent of Lightning-Breathing Ocelots crosses the wire at tree-top level and drop their load of Ocelots silently into the base (Ocelots always land on their feet of course) and then all hell breaks loose! Ocelots laying waste to everything around them with their Godzilla-like lightning breath, Flying Monkeys providing close air support (dive-bombing pockets of resistance with flying-monkey poop). It would be a massacre!
Now visualize that whole scene again set to Ride of the Valkyries by Wagner
or O Fortuna by Carl Orff (slightly modified by Therion)!
Can you say total global domination? I love the smell of flying monkey poop in the morning. It smells like victory!
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